Dutch

Dessa

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    Mind your step I keep the overhead low
    Just the bed and the books and the rotary phone
    Chicago manual of style keeps the prose right crisp
    The minneapolis edition, well it goes like this:
    Well I talk way too fast
    And I shoot from a glass
    I keep pope in the glovebox
    Plath on the dash
    And there's nobody shotgun
    I got enough gas
    To get vegas by daybreak
    I'm not coming back
    I'm pushin this luck
    All the way to the coast
    I'm throwin it over
    Just to see if it floats
    I'm taking my chances,
    I'm making my own
    Cause I've been pretty impatient, I'm ready to go

    I'm the book
    That beat the speedreader
    And I'm the card the dealers won't touch
    And it's just not true I'm a maneater,
    All the same, we should probablly go dutch

    Careful kid with that wolf whistle
    You never know what you'll attract
    And you shouldn't make noise
    To which you wouldn't wanna listen
    What's good for the goose is good for the
    Gander back...
    And I'm packed and I'm out before dawn
    Leave a tip on the sink, ah, the staff they worked hard
    I hit rain, I hit sleet, but mostly weather stays good
    Hit a deer on I-80 fucked up the hood
    But you can't play for keeps if you never draw blood
    You just brace and you breathe
    You drive through the dust
    You go through people and places
    You hope the engine can take it
    They get you up on the blocks on a regular basis
    But innocence is over-rated
    Based on what you haven't done
    I don't need a poker face
    Open book, smoking gun
    Renagade agent, I got no taste for their races
    I run on whiskey and risk and ennui and impatience

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    I'm the book
    That beat the speedreader
    And I'm the card the dealers won't touch
    And it's just not true I'm a maneater,
    All the same, we should probablly go dutch

    Love it like liquor it burns as it moves you
    Far as I figure there's nobody fireproof
    So thank you for the offer it truly was kind of you
    I'd take you up on it, but just passing through
    Cause I talk way too fast
    And I shoot from a glass
    I keep pope in the glovebox, plath on the dash
    And there's no one in shotgun, I got enough gas
    To get vegas by daybreak, I'm not coming back
    No I'm not coming back

    I'm the book
    That beat the speedreader
    And I'm the card the dealers won't touch
    And it's just not true I'm a maneater,
    All the same, we should probablly go dutch

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